Hi. My name is Jordan, and this is my story. In a little over a year, I went from a lonely divorcee to a contented woman with a manservant. I had no idea it was possible to enjoy life like this.
I guess I should start at the beginning. I'd been divorced for a few months. I was getting a little old for stripping, so I thought I'd try my luck as an escort. I found a nice agency to work with, and after a few months I'd built up a nice client list. I was doing ok. I made enough money to pay the bills, but not enough to save much. I was working 10 -- 12 hours a day, six days a week. Sure, I was on my back most of the time, but it was still tiring.
One day, I received an email from one of the online ads I'd posted. This client wanted to role-play a female domination fantasy of his. Specifically, he wanted me to tie him up and tease him with my breasts and body while he told me female domination stories. I was supposed to untie him when he told me a good story and let him fondle my breasts. What he wanted was for me to enjoy his stories, but after he finished a story, slap him and tell him the story wasn't good enough to untie him. To make him tell several stories for about an hour.
I didn't know much about female domination, although I'd heard some things. Whipping and leather outfits came to mind. I was intrigued, and I sent an email back asking him to call. I didn't think much more about the email until he called and set up a two-hour appointment for Sunday afternoon.
I looked over his email again, and convinced myself I could do what he asked. I wanted to perform well for him, just as I want to please all of my clients. I didn't think too much about it again until Sunday.
He called me from his cell phone twenty minutes early. He told me he was early because he'd never driven to the area before. I was running late, and it was five after when I had the motel room and I could call him.
I was brushing my hair when he knocked on the door. I answered his knock, and was pleasantly surprised to see an older man with shoulder-length salt and pepper hair. He came in with a travel bag. We shook hands hello, and I watched while he pulled handcuffs and ankle cuffs from the bag. He handed me a copy of the email while he went to the bathroom.
I looked over what he wanted one more time, and I thought I could do everything he wanted. When he came out of the bathroom, I told him I'd do everything he wrote. Smiling, he took off his clothes and showed me how to handcuff his wrists behind the chair and cuff his ankles together. He'd already put the key on the dresser, out of the way.
I took of my clothes, and we started our role-play. He told me an interesting story about a wife and her boyfriend dominating her husband, and listening to him tell the story made my pussy wet. I remembered to tell him his story sucked, but I forgot to slap him. He told me three more stories before the hour was up. I was totally aroused and ready for the next part of our role-play.
He wanted me to pull him up from the chair and "force" him to eat my pussy, still cuffed. After pulling him out of the chair, he complained his wrists hurt. I got the handcuff key and unlocked his wrists. His hands were marked where the handcuffs had dug in. He told me I'd put the handcuffs on too loosely. Cursing to myself, I laid down on the bed, ready for him to eat my pussy.
I guess I'm more sensitive than he was used to, because what he was doing with his mouth felt way too rough against my clit. Frustrated, I told him to stick out his tongue, and I would move around how I wanted. He did what I said, but he could only hold his tongue out for a few minutes before he said he was tired. Damn, he stopped just before I had an orgasm.
I spent the rest of the time lying next to him on the bed, masturbating him with my hand while he told me about himself and his experiences with female domination. I remember pumping his cock for nearly an hour without him cumming. I thought he didn't like me, didn't like what I did, didn't like what I looked like.
After he left, I got myself off with my hand, thinking about what I'd just done. It felt sort of funny and erotic that I made him suffer to fondle breasts that most other men just grabbed.
He called a little over a month later, asking for another female domination role-play. He wanted to be my fuck toy. Since I was just coming off my period, I asked him if we could postpone our session for a week. He agreed, and we set up a two hour session for the following Sunday. I hope I sounded cool on the phone, but I was excited to see him again.
When he arrived at the motel room, he pulled out a piece of rope, a leather gag, and two of the thickest dildos I'd ever seen. He asked me to choose one of the dildos and I picked the thinner one. It looked huge, but he told me it was 6" long. It was thicker than most of the cocks I'd seen. He attached the dildo to the front of the leather gag and explained what he wanted.
After his lying down on the bed with his legs hanging off the foot of the bed, I was to tie his wrists to his thighs with the rope. After he was tied, I was to use his body anyway I wanted to turn myself on. When I was turned on and ready to fuck, I would put the leather gag in his mouth and buckle it behind his head. He wanted me to fuck his face to my heart's content.
My pussy was moist already just thinking about doing this. I so rarely get to do what I want in a session, and he was going to find out just how long I could fuck. He showed me how to tie his wrists with the rope and I tied his wrists to his thighs. It was kind of cool that I could touch him any way I wanted to and he couldn't touch me at all.
I made him stick out his tongue so I could rub my pussy against it. When he pulled his tongue in his mouth, a slow squeeze of his balls convinced him he should stick it out again. Damn, I was really enjoying making him do this. It didn't take too long for my pussy to get wet, but I wanted to play with him more before I put the gag on.
I rubbed my nipples against his chest and kissed him several times before I raised his head and buckled the gag on his mouth. Lowering him back to the bed, that dildo looked good sticking out of his mouth like that. Facing his body and squatting, I slowly lowered myself on the dildo. Even as wet and ready as I was, it took a while before I could work that thick dildo into my pussy. I wanted to remain motionless and enjoy the feeling of fullness in my pussy, but I knew he wanted me to fuck the dildo.
Slowly, I started moving up and down. I'd let the dildo almost come out completely, and I'd drop myself onto its fullness. After the fourth or fifth time, I wondered if I was breaking his nose on the drop. I pulled myself up and looked around. He looked ok, so I kept going.
